sharp enough?

Feed me. Or else...

photos

Well Mama still won't let me see you. Papa sometimes think Mama is a little bit...nuts. Anyway Papa is not going to mention her again today, Papa just wants to put up some pictures of Tasik Chini when Papa went there for a short trip.

The lake is currently one messy place (although to Papa it seems it has always been messy), even the token canteen has closed down ("for renovation").
Papa went in the dead of the afternoon at 1pm yet the lighting seemed almost imperceptably to change from moment to moment. Presumably in the golden hours, the lake may actually be beautiful. It seems the orang asli kids used to swim in the lake. They no longer are allowed to, because inevitably the children fall sick after a dip in the waters.

big and close

Ant on an ant

On the balcony of the mine site office in the middle of nowhere. (Ok Papa exaggerates, but it was a long journey (casused by repeated stops to ask for directions). Lots of insects flying around in the evening there.

This is not a photoshopped image. The ant was really hanging on to the leg of the (much bigger) ant.

Papa's look- doubting thomas

You've got Papa's Doubting Thomas look.... As opposed to Mama's eyes, I guess this would be the Yin to the Yang. Or , the Yang to the Yin... whichever....

I can almost hear the wheels squeeking in your head...Papa likes to think you get your smarts from Papa.
Papa loves you.

Ok. now you look a little more...mergirl- like. Thats better.

PPPP that needs PP

The problem with mergirl's skin is that it picks up colours from all over the place. So much so your face is the colour of the sweater...

I sleep on Papa

Go to sleep little girl.

Quelqu'un M'a Dit

Gratuitous picture shamelessly stolen from the net

"On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,
Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses....

meaning..

I am told that our lives are not worth very much,
They pass in an instant as the roses fade... '

"On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous
Qu'il ne nous donne rien et qu'il nous promet tout..."

It tells me that destiny mocks us well
It gives us nothing and it promises us all...

Mrs First lady of France can't really sing [not as well as a soprano-but for some people that should read not as badly a soprano), but she whispers those word in a wistful and gentle way which belies a host of emotions -playful and sad at the same time,. The lyrics become an underlayer to the melody line at times. You can listen to it when Papa is done with the installation of some proper speakers in car.

Papa is looking to see if Papa is going for non-allergenic cones or hyper-allergenic cones. More than hyper-allergenic, poisonous in fact, because the cone material comes from outer space. (just like Mama). Papa kids you not-at least, Papa does not kid you about the cones. SoPapa will probably settle for something from mother earth.

That is, if Papa manages to get you into the car....

Papa wants to post another pict of Ms Bruni.

Papa had a photo of Mama looking a bit like Carla Bruni (without the guitar, of course). Back in those days, all the nice looking women looked like Mama to Papa....

PRC in Malaysia

They work pretty hard...These are engineers at a mine site.

Just as a 100 years ago, the chinese have been coming, first to the Straits Settlements, then Malaya, and now Malaysia to earn a living.

(Actually, its more like a thousand years ago, when the state of Kelantan was known as "Tan-tan" in some little known chinese archive records.)
Same people , same country [sounds like a political slogan of some sort]

summer macro. "I am a doggie..."
This is a many times crop.

pond

Deep in Pahang, but not the jungle. Papa went up to look at progress at the worksite. A river runs through our land. This is one of the ponds on the land. Papa went yesterday, place really looks like in the photograph.

la belle et la bete

No prizes. Its "post a scary picture of the month time."

sleeping summer

I don't feel much like commenting on the uncertainty with my girl. Had to reason with people who have a perverse way of dealing with the world. Its like some character whom you meet in the lower circles of Dante's Inferno.

So, I will just post a picture of her in sleep. She had just sat down for maybe, oh, 10 seconds. Dead to the world and she didn't even grab my hand this time to hold in her journey to sleep. No flash, just some sunlight was coming in from outside the windshield. Don't want to upright the picture, you will have to cock your head sideways if you want to see it upright. There!! You cocked your head.

unprocessed

colours

other photos

No pictures of my girl this time. Shots above were taken by my friend on his tours. I'm fiddling with the jpegs. Not too bad from a bridge camera, but not as good as film.

colours

A little but posterish in colour...

Oh christmas tree...

A post of a christmas tree taken at 1600 iso just inside the camera shop . No aesthetic value , just that it was taken 1 minute after buying the camera.

At the book shop, where she will browse for her own books.